This weekend, I went to the Hartville Flea Market and came home with a guitar. As some may remember, I bought a ukulele a few years back that I never really learned to play, mostly because I lack all knowledge in string instruments (pianos are like this – read the note, hit the corresponding key). So, I picked up a starter guitar and we’re going to see what happens. I still have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. Chris passed on Harvey Reid and Joyce Andersen’s The Song Train, a book with two-chord songs and CDs so that I can tell when I’ve completely run off track. Again, this is all an experiment, but I would at least like to be able to plow through some campfire songs by the end of the summer. And I’ll find a way to keep my nails while doing it.